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The Travelers: Angela

This is such a beautiful story and unlike some of mine it leaves a sweet taste in your mouth! Do try!

Oh I DO Blather on, don't I?!?

Angela had spent her whole life stifled, taken in by the town in which she lived; muted, stilled, unable to move beyond the boundaries of either herself or this place.  She was hopeless and mundane, knowing that if there was greatness in her, or life, or spark, she would never find it, trapped as she was in dulling sameness.

Then the earthquake hit, toppling her house from its foundation, rocking the church to the ground, igniting old fears on Main Street, burning her prison to ashes.  She was free.

She left that very day, bundling her dog and the few clothes and supplies she could scrounge from the ruins into her old buick and heading north; away from the desert, away from the oil wells and the stink, away from her life.  She drove the backroads to Sacramento, East over the Sierras to Reno, then beyond, back into desert, travelling…

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  1. Thanks so much for the reblog!! First time EVER!!!!
    xoxoxoxo!

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